Xie Yan sighed and didn't say much. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info just took a step forward, and the powerful divine consciousness spread, and behind him, the phantom of an ancient tree faintly rose, it was Jianmu.

Rumble!!

The divine consciousness spread out in a semicircle, and the Daoist evil corpse whose head was pierced used the power of the divine sense to shake Xie Yan hard, but the result was unexpected, Xie Yan did not move, and the evil corpse was shocked and flew out upside down.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of the old cripple and the ghost queen showed a look of shock.

The evil corpse that built the foundation of the Great Perfection was forced to retreat by Xie Yan.

Taking advantage of this effort, the phantom of the ancient tree behind Xie Yan became clearer and clearer, and thousands of fibrous roots were rooted into nothingness, making Xie Yan's divine sense even stronger. When the black-robed strange man on the opposite side saw this scene, a trace of solemnity flashed in his eyes, and he saw him raise his hand to face the evil corpse next to him.

The corpse roared, then grabbed its neck and struggled twice, falling to the ground, and then saw a cloud of black mist fly out of the corpse's body.

"Seed demons, transfer souls."

The black-robed stranger raised his hand.

The black mist suddenly burst open, and in the next moment, the place where Xie Yan was standing also exploded, as if there was an invisible force in the dark that transferred the breath of the black mist to Xie Yan's feet. Xie Yan's heart froze, and his powerful divine sense instantly protected his body.

Faintly, he seemed to hear a terrible scream, which was the cry of an evil spirit.

The soul transfer spell is to use evil spirits to seize other people's bodies, and kill the enemy by means of snatching away, but Xie Yan's divine sense is too strong, and the Jianmu Phantom completely wrapped him in it, and the evil spirit was scattered before it could get close.

"Rise again!"

The black-robed strange man raised his hand again, and this time three evil corpses fell to the ground, and another scattered black mist exploded.

Xie Yan narrowed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, and took out three paper figures from the storage ring. These three paper figures were all drawn when he left the Daoyan Sect, and they contained the means that only the foundation building monks could release, and they were very powerful.

I didn't see Xie Yan make any other moves, just reached out and pressed on the heads of these three people, and in the next moment, the paper figure fell to the ground, and his body became larger sharply.

"Kill him."

Xie Yan's mind moved, and the three-headed paper puppet roared and jumped out, killing the black-robed monster.

Without waiting for the black-robed monster to move, the three-headed evil corpse behind him also swept up and stopped the three paper puppets. At this time, the black-robed strange man took out a black magic sword, and the moment his evil soul exploded, he threw the magic sword out, and punched out a seal with his fingers.

The black magic sword spun and rose into the air, turning into three in the air, three into ten, and ten into hundreds.

"Kun Dao Sword Formation."

The black-robed strange man bent his index finger, and the sword rain in the air fell instantly, all of which said Lyman, but in fact it was less than a breath of time.

Xie Yan in the middle had a big sleeve for a while, wanting to disperse these sword formations, but he didn't expect that this sword formation was extremely difficult, and if he fell into it, his vision was distorted, and the magic sword that seemed to be a hundred meters away arrived on his body in an instant, making Xie Yan unaware for a while, leaving seven or eight wounds on his body.

"A hundred corpses walk at night."

The black-robed stranger took out a bell and shook it.

In an instant, all the evil corpses around them gathered, and these evil corpses floated in a specific direction, and the originally heavy corpses were as erratic as ghosts, without the slightest sound.

Seeing this scene, Xie Yan subconsciously frowned.

After fighting with people, he felt more and more that there were too few means he had now.

If it drags on for a long time, he will definitely lose in the end, thinking of this, Xie Yan took a deep breath and decided to cut through the chaos with a quick knife and decide the winner with one punch.

Once decided, the breath of the ancestral witch began to rise naturally, and in the body, the two points that had been opened up spun rapidly, and all the essence and spirit were condensed to a point, Xie Yan was originally going to run the fist technique twice, and then kill the enemy with one punch, but after running, he found that the power required by the ancestral witch's fist technique was completely beyond his imagination.

With the change in Xie Yan's momentum, the momentum of the sword body and the evil corpse was affected.

Dangerous breath!

The black-robed strange man outside the sword array had his eyelids twitching twice.

Suddenly, Xie Yan opened his eyes, a trace of savage aura flashed in his eyes, and he saw him take a step forward, raise his fist again, and slash into the air in front of him.

Xie Yan didn't know if it was the weak point of the sword formation, and he didn't know if there were any evil corpses there, because in his opinion, there was no complete need. The ancestral witch boxing method will not break through these so-called weaknesses at all, in the concept of witch, one force to ten will be the strongest boxing method.

Rumble!!

With a punch, the sword formation of the black-robed monster directly shattered, not only that, but even the evil corpses outside were also shattered, and those evil corpses on the front exploded into countless corpse monsters, splashing all over the ground.

After the powerful fist broke through the sword array, it expanded a large area forward, until it shattered nearly fifty evil corpses before slowing down, seeing this scene, the old cripple and the ghost queen who were hiding in the distance The eyelids of the two jumped fiercely a few times, and even the black-robed strange man who controlled the corpse also showed a shocked look, the evil corpse is a mutated monster after the blessing of the outer way spell, and the ordinary sword can't even break their skin, and Xie Yan's punch actually shattered more than fifty evil corpses, what a terrifying fist this is.

After the punch, Xie Yan withdrew his fist.

Stopped in place, gasping for breath.

Looking at the semicircular crater in front of him, a trace of regret flashed in his eyes.

The Ancestral Witch's Fist is strong, but the consumption is too great, and the spirit and spirit in his body are almost exhausted, and he even feels difficult to walk. This is completely different from the situation at the time of the Inheritance Tower, the Inheritance Tower is a space intercepted by ancient times, and there is ancient power in it, so Xie Yan can use the Ancestral Witch's Fist so easily. But after leaving the Inheritance Tower and arriving in the outside world, Xie Yan could only draw power from his body if he wanted to use this kind of fist technique, and this consumption exceeded all the spells that Xie Yan had mastered now.

"It's not easy, no wonder I feel a threat from you, this punch alone makes you worthy of my all-out effort."

The black-robed stranger took off his hat, revealing his true face.

There is no imaginary eerie face, under the hat is just a very ordinary-looking old man, in his sixties, his skin is a little shriveled, and his eyes are slightly sunken, but his spirit is very powerful.

"Let you see the outer way spells, in front of the outer path spells, everything is false."

The black-robed strange man threw away his hat and walked in front of the Tsukiji Great Perfection Evil Corpse with a broken sword on his head, and pressed his thumb on the center of the evil corpse's eyebrows.

"Gates of Hell, Evil Corpses Return!"

A black gas spilled from his fingertips and poured into the corpse's body.

Click......

Faintly, it was as if a door had been opened, but this door was not seen, only sound could be heard.

Tear and pull!

The evil corpse of the Great Perfection of the Foundation trembled violently, and then saw that the position of his chest and abdomen was torn apart by a pair of hands. The next moment, a miserable white ghost hand poked out from inside. It wasn't long before a strange figure with a cloudy brown corpse water dripping all over his body crawled out of the opening.